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Timothy S. Mayer

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The Cult of Social Theater

Before he delivered the Spencer Lecture last February, that great and good man of the theatre, Sir Tyrone Guthrie, noticed

A Hit and A Myth

What mind can compass, what tongue relate the baroque doings which surround a Hasty Pudding opening--that manic cross between a

Sinister Madonna

Many years ago and far away when mastodons loomed large in Braintree and I was a callow Yardling, people at

The Ballads of the Green Berets

The war songs of the twentieth century can be lumped into three major groupings. There are the professionally written bolsterers

The Lion in Winter

Camp, camp, the boys are marching, from the sun-kissed shores of Fire Island to their citadel at Esquire-- and if

The Fear and Misery of the Third Reich

Brechtian theory is all the rage with your smart act these days, and it is reliably reported that one cannot

Tom Wolfe

"I've never stopped looking at New York through hillbilly eyes," says Tom Wolfe, one plump pinkie gracefully arched as he

Ruddigore

Out of the depths of central Ohio the Oberlin College Gilbert and Sullivan Players are back for their eleventh season

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